I have to wear shades. That’s the way the old song goes. And I felt like singing it today. The sun was shining enough to make snowmen lose weight. Charity and Nola (sporting her shades for a walk to the cafe) had come to town for a visit. And I was thinking about final changes on a book proposal requested by an agent.
The prospect of publishing a novel is exciting. It is one of the things I’ve waited twenty years to accomplish. But, I’m not sure it is going to happen. And, if it doesn’t, I’ll keep writing anyway.
And, I’ll keep wearing my shades for moments like this.
Sometimes I feel this way about publication. Other times I don’t. The roller coaster’s exhausting. Nola’s too cute for words though. I’m not nearly so affected by the roller coaster with kiddos like those in the world.